francis: levon?levon: yes.
francis: hi.
levon: . . . .
francis: levon?
levon: yes.
francis: i love you.
levon: (sigh.) i love you, too.
francis: levon?
levon: yes.
francis: when do you think elizabeth is going to get rid of those dogs and that guy?
levon: you're very naive. she thinks she needs them around for us to compare her to and be reminded of her greatness. but she is so humble, she will never realize that she is so great that she doesn't need them. so i'm afraid we're stuck with them.
francis: levon?
levon: yes.
francis: what do you think makes elizabeth cry?
levon: hmmm. injustice. sad kitties. treachery. entitlement. poverty. hurt kitties. dogs. hungry kitties. disingenuousness. frustration at having to repeat herself all the time.
francis: you are so smart and wise and say all the right things in all the right ways, as usual!! i love you!!
levon: get a grip on yourself.
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francis: levon? where are your front legs?
dhawhee?? as in debbie?? oh my god i miss you. you and JM are the only ones (besides elizabeth) who truly understand me. francis can't read or write, btw. elizabeth just transcribes what we say. anyway, how are things? still have a basement? how about food? how about crumpled paper? happy memories! take care!
i always think of you this time of year levon, and how you love to watch the leaves fall one by one. mesmerizing.
smooches!
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